I am golfed out. I am partied out. I have sweat more sweat in the last three days than you could possibly imagine. They had no food anywhere at Tan Tara today so I had to golf on an empty stomach and I'm pretty sure I was almost hallucinating out there in the sun. I can still smile at the memory of being introduced at the reception Saturday (God did I sweat) to the glorious strains of the Sabres Dance. It's been a weird week, but everybody is where they are supposed to be and all is well.
Happy Memorial Day! And to all our servicemen and women, thanks*.
* Except for the ones who don't deserve it. Read the papers.